Can't believe Alison's disease Florescent, the storelights describe the end and I can't forget it Demons can return. He caught up with her. Murderous
One more time, falling on new ground bracing a chase lounge im a member this one truth i can be discreet words that escape me i remember clarity watching
Well the monkeys in the trees are happy the coconuts are turning green, the coconut boy climbs up to the top of the three gathered a nice ? put'em in
He grew up with nothing He lived and died poor a father of four He left his family temporarily for a future based on words of chicanery They said join
Too many hangars in the closet A clutter of confusion Too little rectitude to hold a moral absolute Too much distinction to relate to them Irresolutions
Angry youth MR. Elite Your older now Inside your head lives an old scene MR. Punk Sad and hating everyone Your excuse is old The way you felt has left
(John Fogerty cover)
The turn out tonight is weak The crowd is looking meager Only 40 to 50 in the flock but 3 more beers and I'm playin' Woodstock And you can probably see
Wasting his days and his nights Nothing's changed Nothing's right He has no sense of pride Sees no respect in his parents eyes and why should he care
They spoke bravely It opened our eyes We swallowed their pride A new era So whee is the new advise It seems the older methods no longer suffice The very
Can't you see we the people can make the choices You and I must raise our voices To build a future where we belong Revoke oppression and right and wrong
And now they're searching for that new messiah it's Their greatest passion to set'em up and knock'em down put them on a pedestal idolatry wear the ring
Morning has broken MR. Coffee has spoken The familiar wake-up call sings to my ears I wake up with a shrug To the floor with a thud Where in this hellhole
breath Blah Blah Blah BlaBlaBlaBlaBlaBla Carp is a town, not a fish Too dumb to care The S.B.-Goleta connection Feelin' like a champion All aboard the lagwagon
you've got a thing about being lame you think you'll show us all your handicap is great you've got a thing about being lost you think with our concern
The story it grows older the story is no story here i never knew what it is and there's no sign of it ending as i am it and ought to be they're telling
I've been living for years in question some obsession was i less to live without answers as a life cried wolf i'm ashamed to mention my anguish but silence
I'm not the one who is pointing the finger you hypocrite we're not true enough to be part but i speak of what i have learned i haven't a flag to be burned
